After visiting the youngest who is currently away at college and offering to take him out to dinner, I felt a little ambivalent when he suggested we partake in actual sushi eating. My brain flashed to **RAW FISH ALERT** but then thought, But this dude is the pickiest eater on the planet, so how can it possibly be bad?  And I also thought, Wait - this guy has already eaten sushi and managed to live through it, so why not give sushi a try?  

So that's just what we did - WE ATE SUSHI. AND IT WAS DELICIOUS. AND NOW I AM ON A LIFE-LONG QUEST TO TRY MORE VARIETIES OF SUSHI.

And reflecting back over the past 24 hours I am left wondering what the heck just happened and why I have been left unaware of the amazingness that is SUSHI all my life.  To think that I could have died without ever experiencing this delicacy is a complete and utter shock to my system.